sjar Chapter 467 Letter
Chapter 467 Letter
This year, Mei was seven years old.
She was born in early autumn, when the maple leaves had not yet fully turned red.
She first met An Ming in early autumn. An Ming was twenty days younger than her.
That day, Lei Dian Longma held little An Ming and placed him in the crib next to her. She blinked and saw An Ming, who was also looking at her with his eyes open.
Since then, Mei has been curious about this "little brother", such as why he doesn't cry and why he doesn't like pretty skirts.
After Mei learned to speak, she liked to say "Sister will protect you", but she also knew that she was not like a sister.
An Ming always looks quiet, or he is leisurely basking in the sun.
She always had a lot of questions to ask, and she could always get answers from An Ming. She didn't know when it started, but she found herself becoming more dependent on An Ming.
On the day An Ming left, Ying told her not to fall in love with An Ming.
Mei doesn't understand what love is.
She just didn't want An Ming to leave her. She wanted to hold An Ming's hand forever, to study together, to practice sword skills together, and to lie lazily in the corridor in the afternoon to bask in the sun together.
"Dad, what is love?"
On the day Anming left, Mei raised her doubts to Raiden Ryoma. She wanted to understand what love was so that she could answer Hiizaka's words.
Raiden Ryoma saw the expression on Mei's face, thought for a moment and replied: "It's the person you want to spend your life with and stay by your side forever." He did not answer Mei perfunctorily, but answered very seriously.
"Well, it's just like how dad loves mom..." Mei pursed her lips, still not understanding whether her feelings for An Ming were the love that Sakura mentioned.
Since that year, Mei has practiced sword skills more diligently. While her peers were playing around, she devoted all her time to the dojo, holding the bamboo sword that An Ming had only used once, and swinging it again and again.
By the time Mei was seven years old, her body had become taller than her peers, and her eyes and eyebrows had a more determined look.
At first, her purpose of practicing sword was just to catch up with An Ming's back, but now it is no longer just that reason. She practices sword also to save Izumo's future.
Mei is determined to become an imperial swordsman and fight for the future of Izumo.
Lei Dian Lingyi saw all of this and sighed softly, saying, "If it was Mei, maybe she could really get Ming's approval and accomplish something that neither you nor I could do."
"But I don't want her to touch the imperial sword."
"..." Lei Dian Long Ma understood Ling Yi's meaning. As the master of the Zhao Dao, even if he rarely drew the sword in his life, he could only live to fifty years at most.
And with Mei's personality, how could she not draw her sword after getting it?
He taught Mei the principle of helping others when seeing injustice.
"Mei's future should be decided by herself," Raiden Ryoma said with calm eyes. He loved Mei so deeply, how could he decide her future for her.
Lei Dian Lingyi was silent for a moment, then sighed faintly: "At times like this, you are very much like a father."
"Who says it isn't?"
Raiden Ryoma patted Ling Yi's shoulder with a smile, "Perhaps you and I are witnessing the birth of a legendary swordsman in Izumo. Mei will definitely reach the pinnacle of the sword path."
"Enough to pass through the shadow of the sun?"
"Enough to cut off the shadow of the sun!"
Raiden Ryoma replied with a firm look in his eyes. From the beginning to the end, he believed 100% unconditionally in Mei's future.
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In front of the pond in the courtyard.
Mei sat under the maple tree holding a bamboo sword, quietly watching the maple leaves fall one by one onto the lake, creating tiny ripples.
She knew very well what her parents expected of her, and that was also her wish.
To completely cut off the shadow from Dainichi for Izumo and end the inevitable death.
In the end, to defeat An Ming fairly and keep him by her side, just like the daily routines in the past, and spend every day as ordinary as before, this is Mei's entire dream.
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She wanted to become the strongest imperial sword user and bring An Ming home, and for this she would not cry even if the training was hard and tiring.
[Ya Yi, it’s like seeing you in person.]
Sitting on the cliffs of Stormwind, I'm writing a letter thinking of you.
A week has passed since I came here. The chivalry of the Fengchuan family is indeed very interesting. The current imperial swordsman who is in charge of [Lan] is also a very enthusiastic person.
It's magical that the wind here can actually strengthen the body. If it were Mei, she would definitely be able to hold on for the time of an incense stick.
Sister Ying treats me very well, you don't have to worry.
I hope you don't push yourself too hard. I want you to be happy more than to become an imperial swordsman.
An Ming, at Storm Fortress]
Mei sat on the stone table beside the pond and read the letter sent by Anming many times until she had memorized its contents.
There were a few landscape photos in the envelope. Mei pouted and whispered, "Since you can take photos, why not take a few photos of yourself..."
She doesn't even know what An Ming looks like now.
The first time An Ming sent her a letter was the first month after he left the Raiden family. The envelope told Mei that he would write a letter to the Raiden family every month, but she didn't have to reply because he didn't know where she would be traveling at that time.
Since then, An Ming has sent a letter on time every month, and Mei also reads Izumo from An Ming's perspective from the words in the envelope.
But why...why does the name of the person in the envelope appear more and more frequently?
Sister Ying’s cooking style is very skillful.
Sister Ying’s swordsmanship is very advanced.
Sister Sakura said that her favorite cherry blossoms rarely bloom.
Sakura... This name appeared more and more frequently in the letters, which made Mei's upset mood more and more serious. Little Mei didn't understand where this feeling came from, and even went to ask her mother.
But all I got was a meaningful smile.
Raiden Koki said with a smile: "Our Mei finally has a lover."
Mei didn't understand what her mother meant, but she figured out one thing: Sakura once told her not to fall in love with Anming, but that was just a hateful lie.
That woman...it's obvious that she wants An Ming all to herself, and she doesn't want him to fall in love with her or anything. It was just a trick from the beginning!
Mei pouted and practiced sword skills for a longer time every day. The only change was that the straw doll she practiced with day after day was imagined by her to be Sakura's cold little face.
One day she will become the strongest imperial sword user and snatch An Ming back from that cold-faced woman with her own hands!
"Bad woman!"
"Ice sculpture face!"
"Cut you to death!"
Xiao Mei pouted and attacked the straw man fiercely. Standing in the dark and watching, Raiden Ryoma covered his face and sighed softly.
My daughter hasn't even grown up yet, but she's already thinking about her love rival. This is really... a bit laughable.
Should we say this is a positive motivation, or should we punch that kid An Ming right now? Raiden Ryoma fell into deep thought.
From the moment she received the first letter from An Ming, Mei began to learn how to write letters. Although she couldn't send them to An Ming, she still wrote letter after letter, and finally carefully put them all in a small box.
Waiting for the day when, perhaps, she fills the box with letters, the boy who left will stand at the door and smile at her as usual.
In this way, Mei waited for the second autumn after separation from Anming, and the maple leaves were still bright red.
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Storm Barrier.
Four days have passed since we arrived here. The Fengchuan family has indeed shown enough sincerity and enthusiasm, which is also a respect for Sakura.
An invisible strong wind surrounds the sides of the fortress, and any slight touch will result in a strong rebound.
“The fourth is Storm, forged by the slash of [Shinaduhiko];
It can make the winds break and the earth break, and the clouds rush and the rain roars without stopping. "
Ying stood behind An Ming, stretched out her hand to touch the strong wind, and easily grasped the strong wind in her palm, "This wind can temper the body, use the body as a sword, and forge a strong body."
The Fengchuan family has been a royal knight since ancient times, and their way of training is different from that of other families. That is to use their body as a sword and pursue the ultimate physical explosion.
Only in this way can you wield the most powerful sword.
"What school is Sister Ying in then?"
"Me?"
Sakura pursed her light pink lips, her eyes showing a look of serious thinking. After thinking carefully, she said, "It should be a super-level, but it has never been used since the first battle in Izumo."
It's not that she doesn't want to, but there are currently no enemies worthy of transcending boundaries.
What's more, she hadn't drawn out Qianying for dozens of Amber Ages, and she had killed eight million gods with just one sword of Frost. Perhaps only when she really faced the sun, would Qianying wait until the moment of unsheathing.
"I'm thinking about what kind of knife my knife should be..." An Ming looked thoughtful. He sat cross-legged in front of the strong wind as if he had sensed something. He felt the gentle yet sharp strong wind, and the aura around him gradually became consistent with its frequency.
Ying stood quietly behind An Ming, guarding him as he completed his training.
But no matter how many times, he couldn't help but sigh, no matter what kind of reincarnation it was, An Ming was a true genius. The Fengchuan family's secret breathing method could actually be comprehended through the frequency of the strong wind.
"He is the son of Takamagahara."
Feng Chuanxiu was still wearing the knight's armor, and his voice was a little dull, "Little Princess, is what you said true?"
Sakura shook her head, then nodded.
"What Yuan Yuesheng saw was not the whole picture, but it was not necessarily unreasonable," Ying stated the facts calmly, "but I have my own reasons."
Yuan Yuesheng knew that even if he had ten of himself, he might not be able to defeat Ying in half a move, so he simply agreed with her logic.
Fengchuan Xiu pondered for a long time, "Sir Shuang, you have done Izumo a favor. I will remain neutral in this matter." The Fengchuan family has been royal knights for generations. This means that the head of the Fengchuan family will remain neutral during the trial three years later.
"Thank you."
"No, you don't have to thank anyone."
Feng Chuanxiu spoke in a solemn tone and bowed slightly to Ying. The green scabbard at his waist, which was filled with strong wind, was shaking violently, as if it would break away at any time.
Ying nodded slightly without saying anything, and Frost was already unsheathed.
"Then your wish will be fulfilled."
The sky was frosty, the flawless wind suddenly stopped, and then turned into a violent storm.
When the state of mind is severed, the imperial sword will also shatter.
With just one slash, the originally stable Qi wind became chaotic and it was almost impossible to maintain the Qi wind formation covering the barrier.
"Thanks for the enlightenment."
Feng Chuan Xiu put Lan into the scabbard, and the knight's armor was covered with thousands of knife marks. It was as hard as frozen soil and collapsed in an instant when he turned around.
Ying stopped at the last strike, otherwise what would have shattered was not only the armor, but also the imperial sword.
But this is not a fight of life and death, so it will naturally end there.
All this failed to disturb An Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
It seemed as if the only thing left in his world was the wind.
Seeing this, Feng Chuanxiu tapped the scabbard lightly, and Lan flew out like a stream of light, falling straight beside An Ming, suspended upright in the air, and burst out with an even more violent gust of wind.
Then he turned and left.
"Wizard."
This was Feng Chuanxiu's evaluation of An Ming. The little princess had indeed never taken her eyes off him, otherwise she would not have made such an assertion.
Rather than saying that Yasuaki is the next Sakura, it is better to say... he will be the second genius in history who is expected to surpass Sakura.
The first one is [true].
The first person in Izumo history to obtain the Imperial Sword was also the first Imperial Sword User.
It was ten days later when An Ming woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the imperial sword that was emitting green aura all the time. As if it was a mysterious feeling, he reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.
"No-"
Under normal circumstances, Ying would definitely not be slow to react, but after ten consecutive days of guarding An Ming without sleep, her reaction was only a moment slower.
But at this moment, An Ming grasped the imperial sword named [Lan].
The Imperial Sword originated from the evil beast of Takamagahara. It is both a taboo and the only hope. It is the power of "God" and any mortal who touches it will suffer backlash.
Only those who are recognized by the Imperial Sword can use it, but they still have to pay the price with their lives.
What's more, since he already has the Lord's Edict Sword, the backlash will be even more severe in the future.
The moment An Ming grasped the knife, the diffuse mist instantly submerged his vision, and a deep orange pupil slowly emerged, reflecting An Ming's calm appearance.
Shina Tohiko.
According to legend, he was the wind god of Takamagahara, but later fell into filth and was corroded into an evil beast, bringing disaster to the world.
"My lord..."
An old voice like a sigh emerged, seeming to be sad, but also relieved, "Ants move forward all their lives, but how can they escape the shadow of the sun?"
Izumo has spent his entire life trying to find a way to defeat Takamagahara, but he doesn't know that the shadow of Dainichi has never gone away.
It's just another cycle, another recurrence.
Takama-ga-hara is Takama-ga-hara, but isn’t it also another Izumo?
"But who is the Great Sun is still unknown."
An Ming said calmly: "Your knife is not up to standard."
Then the fog in front of his eyes dissipated like the wind, and An Ming in reality opened his eyes again and saw Ying's anxious face.
"Fool!"
It was an extremely harsh and critical voice, but the next moment it was a strong embrace, "Don't do this again next time... I will be worried."
Looking into Sakura's eyes, An Ming nodded slightly and smiled.
"Sister Ying, I won't do anything I'm not sure of."
"So you're the idiot."